Candle Dragon Temple

"Beyond the Northwest Sea, to the north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain. There is a god, with a human face and a snake body, and a red body. His eyes are straight and straight. His silence is dark, but his vision is bright. He does not eat, sleep, or rest. The wind and rain are a pilgrimage. This is a candle with nine yin, which is called a candle dragon." ——"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" The red-braided Zhulong boy met the cute little dumpling who didn't listen to his greetings, and was so angry that he threw away the incense. Unexpectedly, by chance, a fate was created... Tens of thousands of years of anger and loneliness made him forget his original intention of lighting up the sun for the world. Now he wants to live life as he pleases. The strange thing is that the more Zhulong is determined not to interfere with the weather in Zhangwei Mountain, the more people come to Zhulong Temple to worship him. They found that the weather was no longer certain, so they crossed the threshold, offered rice, noodles, fruits and vegetables from the harvest, and hurriedly sang songs begging for good weather in the coming year, even though they had done nothing. He obviously did nothing, but his merits accumulated into mountains at a moment when he couldn't see it. Zhulong wondered. Even though he had done nothing, the unknown god lowered the ladder to heaven for him and asked him to return to the divine realm. Zhulong wondered. Even though he didn't do anything, these ten thousand years of hard training passed by like a joke. Zhulong wondered. For some reason, he was wearing a robe made of Xia Yun and tied up with red braids. He stood above the familiar clouds of the God Realm. When he saw expressionless "gods" standing in front of the bright prison-like throne, he suddenly felt that everything was very strange. Does he really need incense? Or a "she"? Concept: A series of sweet monster stories for girls